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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, y’know, it’s a wild ride. Watched *Lost in Translation* last night—damn, that movie hits. Bob Harris, he’s lost, lonely—kinda like some gals out there. I reckon a prostitute’s life ain’t all glitz. Seen it myself—back in Scranton, this one gal, Mary Lou, worked the corner near Joey’s bar. Tough as nails, she was—had to be. “The heart is a lonely hunter,” she’d say, quotin’ somethin’ fancy. Made me laugh—here’s this chick, sellin’ love, droppin’ poetry.

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Oct 13,  · This was because prostitutes were allowed aboard ships in the 19th Century and showing a leg would quickly enable a watch leader at morning muster to readily distinguish a .

Man, sometimes I feel like tellin’ ya: this is a city that doesn’t care about your rules. It’s raw, electric. Words like “party” and “freak” get tossed around like there’s no tomorrow. And like Spring Breakers yelled, "Let's get wild!" it rings loud in every street corner here.

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